Playing Your Part

These instruments see unknown parts

of you that you have never seen yourself–

the violin, the left side of your neck,

the crease of double chin, tucked,

hooked under, or the cello’s placement,

propped between knees, thigh-worthy,

to guard intimate space with music.

–excerpt from “Playing Your Part” in To Sip Darjeeling at Dawn by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective, Chicago 2011). Available from vacpoetry.org. The poem first appeared in Potomac Review.

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